Sometimes, the river is above it.
That's about waist-deep; you can just see the tops of the waist-high guardrails, protruding above the surface.
That's Friday morning. It was higher the previous night. This stairway had six fewer steps when I saw it after work, and I think the crest was even higher.
I didn't get pictures after Hurricane Ivan, which I regret. When that flood went down, there were boats in this road.
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